Appa is now my amma as well.
Appa is now my amma as well. This is an appa’s appreciation blog. Post amma’s demise, I longed for my mother’s presence, not having realised, what a solid support my father has been offering me. Appa’s love language is never loud and clear, I don’t remember we having any sort of physical touch. He isn’t expressive. But, In retrospection, I see that he is the embodiment of love. In all the little and big things he did for me, I have propelled forward. Appa is now my amma as well. Post childbirth, he helps me run the family whenever he comes to Bengaluru. I would be so lost in void if not for his contribution. When appa comes to Bengaluru, he does the following things: 1. He completely takes care of Thulir, bathes her, feeds her, changes her diaper, takes her for a stroll, engages her with no trace of grumblings. 2. ...